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A review by willjacks
Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro
2.0
Bland and completely dull when it comes to plotline and prose. I liked the themes and some character interactions, but the whole story felt boooooring.
A parody paragraph that sounds like it was taken straight out of this book:
“I look up towards the row of boxes on the top shelf. They’re stacked neatly, leaving small gaps which the dust can settle on. The grey hue of the boxes leave me feeling a peculiar joy, making me think of the sun and how it healed that old homeless man.”
It’s prose like this that people honestly consider as genius for some reason. It’s vapid if you ask me, especially when it becomes repetitive.
A parody paragraph that sounds like it was taken straight out of this book:
“I look up towards the row of boxes on the top shelf. They’re stacked neatly, leaving small gaps which the dust can settle on. The grey hue of the boxes leave me feeling a peculiar joy, making me think of the sun and how it healed that old homeless man.”
It’s prose like this that people honestly consider as genius for some reason. It’s vapid if you ask me, especially when it becomes repetitive.